Crossroad

I am still stuck at that dim lighted bus stop and you walking away.

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"Good morning Lizzy," she read the message from Ashen. And her breath stopped for one single moment and in that moment of impasse credits rolled and flashbacks played in front of her. Ashen shouldn't call her that, she thought. Why, was it tagged by someone else. Someone who was irrevocable part of her soul. Someone who haunts her every single day still even if she is committed to someone else. Every part of him has stayed with her even if after he has gone. "Tum chale Gaye toh rokenge nahin bas yuhin har yaad mein gun guna karenge tujhe" "Lizzy" she whispered to herself. Oh how it used to lighten up her world. That word, like music to her ears. But now when it came from someone else it didn't flutter her heartbeats anymore. That feeling of heart being frozen with the single thought of him wasn't a myth as she has let everyone belief. The mere essence of even thinking too much with a single word reveals how much she has carried with her after she has been shattered. "Tum chale jaoge to sochenge hum ki kaise har ehsaas mein hai tumhara naam ki har yaad mein likhi hun Mai tumhara naam ki har dhadkan mein baste ho chupke se tum" She typed, " could you not call me that?" and stopped for a while. She took a long deep breath and deleted the message she typed and sent "Good morning love."

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As the breeze whisper in my ears I stand, my eyes lost amidst the winter’s song As the snow snuggle with the trees Kissing them gently and lulls them to sleep Till the summer comes again I let my shielded thoughts wander Lonely as a cloud like they dance with the song Kissing through the windstorms Searching for sunlight and warmth Healing my freezing heart with cold and despair Till the summer comes again Could I again be a dancing daisy? Amidst the happy summer fields, swaying A classic pearlescent hue carving the storms Assuring my heart that dawn comes after night As I reject the shackles and my heart loves And emotions incarnate into different shades I wait with gleaming eyes and desperate heartbeats For the summer to come again.

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THE LAST TIME I WROTE A LETTER The last time I wrote a letter, I had taken a pen and a paper; the unscarred sheet with which I carved my words with the hope that the person addressed would see my thoughts unravelling- taking a step down my avenue, assess and have a change of heart. I remember the last time I used backspaces a hundred times, before typing another letter, swearing it would be the last time. The last time, my heart missed you like the sun craved the flowers in the depths of winter. But now it has hardened like the frozen world, tainted with the thought if my words could ever break down the barrier you have built. The last time, I was fascinated with the idea of being your drizzle if you ever were hurricane. I was foolish enough to pour out words about the way your eyes sparkled, your lips lifted upward and your dimples crinkled. I could never cloak my letters so exquisitely and every time I put down the pen, I subdued my desperate longing with one word ‘nevermore’. Yet I store the next last letter amidst the pages of my blue diary or in unsent messages in my message box realizing you being my unfinished poem; an unedited, impulsive text. The last time I wrote a letter I wish they were mute and white. The words wailed and my heart wept, for the last time, for umpteenth last time.

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A thousand pieces of you. 💔💔

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First trial to Hindi poetry.

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Here goes chapter 2, stay tuned for more.

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As the sky dims into dark I remember the sun Lost to the time I’m entranced To that place where Our heartbeats versed one rhythm Soft colors, the sun’s caress As we set sail coast across The endless sea, the sentiments Words spoken in a lips’ curl And a song drifted on the wind I wish I could put down In phrase, the lavender evening Lured into those battling lashes A glint masked in the tunnel And in the mid of confusions The smile in your lips

But the sun has set And like the cold wind In the springtime It fades into the mist As the evening breathes in The seas turn to deserts I sit and witness it grow faint And evade into the mist

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Dance withme, a book that dwells on pride vs. passion

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Trying again after a mistake Keeping the heart beyond open Can we surrender? To the lost battle To the unconscious resistance To the madness that silently breathes life

Slowly falling to the clusters of galaxies Far away, evading to survive brokenness Can we surrender? To the merciless heart racings To the restless sneaking of glances To the empty longings on a rainy night

Whenever you’re ready to look back I’ll be passing through Waiting for the perfect moment To drown myself within your hesitant heart Can we surrender? To the war raging inside to be or not to be To the healing of ugliest scars To the unspoken volumes of emotions

Uncertainly holding onto each other While the cold melts away The snow come hurrying from the hills And we yearn for long warm winter nights Can we surrender? To the moon made from the sins To feeling things we have been denying To the meagre chance at falling in love again.

#mistake #secondchances #tryingagain #surrendertothefeelings #emotions #love

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"In your ruins, I breathe to exist."

~Freefall, Prachi Prangya Agasti

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Terrified my heart is Of the silent storms Of colliding galaxies In the darkest of the nights Of her beautiful smile Without any warning I am falling Falling deeper into her abyss Terrified my heart is Of the different and strange Staring at her maybe For little too long than usual Paying attention to the smallest Or silliest of her things Terrified this heart is Of everything falling apart But just right into place In the tiniest bit of moments Of one single star in my undivided sky I am slowly falling Lifetime across lifetimes through everything Terrified this heart is Ending up with nothing.